Our First Play- Day 14
Title: Our First Play
Rated: G
Genre: Fluff
Words: 1,021
Summary: America invites England to watch him put on a play
Written for Day 14 for the usxuk Summer Camp event. July 14th: Theater. Whether musicals or plays, Shakespeare or Sondheim, this theme is all about the theater. It could be performing a musical, seeing a Broadway/West End production, reading a play, cast in a crossover as characters from a musical/play, paralleling something to theater, etc.
England had received many letters from America while they were apart, but this had to be the most intriguing one. The young colony was always so overzealous in writing since he learned to write recently that England found himself overwhelmed by the sheer amount of letters. This time it was short and to the point. In America's scrawl that England guessed was his best handwriting, America had simply said, "Come back."
At first England thought it quite cute. It almost looked as if America had been too excited to say anything more. But upon thinking about it longer he began to worry. What if there was something wrong. What if America wrote that while in a hurry, and that was all he could get out before being captured. Or worse, hurt.
England assembled his crew, setting out first thing the next morning. Upon landing at the New World he rushed to America's house. It was still sitting there, but there had been no citizens in the little town. He worried there had been an attack. However, it was strange to see that not one building was untouched.
Halfway through the town England heard his name called. It was by a tiny voice that popped out from the bushes. England stopped upon seeing America emerge unharmed. He scooped the child up in his arms with a loud sigh of relief.
"You're all right!"
America giggled. "Of course I'm all right. Why wouldn't I be?"
England looked around, expecting the humans to appear at any given moment. "Where are the people?"
America squirmed out of England's hold, landing on the ground with an "oof!" He turned and grabbed England's hand. "This way! Come on, Engwand! I have a surprise for you!"
The two walked only a short distance before coming upon a stage. It was rather shoddy with a curtain hanging limply in front of what England supposed was the stage. The stage itself was just a plank of wood on the forest ground. In front of it were wooden kitchen chairs. England's men were being shown to sit in the chairs. At the front was one chair that had a little piece of paper sitting on it.
"For Engwand."
A small smiley face was crudely drawn next to the words and what looked like a scribble of a rabbit. England took the paper, smiling slightly. He sat down. Out of habit he pat his leg, expecting America to climb up and sit on his lap. But America shook his head.
"Not today!" America chirped. He held a finger to his lips. "Shh! The show's about to start!"
America shuffled off with the rest of the people. England crossed his arms, smirking as he watched the performance begin.
It was an amusing retelling of A Midsummer Night's Dream, with certain parts taken out as America, who was perceived by the citizens as a child, and the other children were all a part of the play. Once the fairies were to appear, America and the other children shuffled out in homemade outfits. A giant sunflower-like flower cloth had been wrapped around America's head, but it was flopping over from the weight of the cloth. His little fairy wings were almost as big as he was, but they looked bent. America had probably stepped on them or dragged them around, rather than holding them in his arms.
England snorted. He put a hand over his mouth as he silently laughed to himself. The children began to sing, America slightly out of tune. It was obvious he was distracted. He kept glancing out to see if England was watching. Whenever he caught his eyes, America would look away with a furious blush, singing louder and with a wide smile.
Finally, America said his one line, "Hence, away! Now all is well: One aloof stand sentinel."
Then America and the children left. America was last to leave the stage. He kept looking back to look at England. Finally, he stopped, turned, and waved at England. The people in the crowd chuckled as England waved back. He was laughing harder now.
The play came to a close a short while later. England and his crew applauded the colonists as they came out and gave their short bow. America dipped so low that his hat fell off his heat. He scrambled to put it back on as the people laughed. The curtain fell on them once more. While America was away, England slipped the small piece of paper that had been his seat reservation into his inner pocket.
A moment later, America emerged from behind the curtain. He flung himself at England. England bent down to America's level, welcoming him into his arms. He continued to laugh at America's enthusiasm.
"How was it! Did you like it? DID YOU SEE ME!" America rambled.
England nodded. "I loved it. You were very good, and yes I saw you. You made an adorable fairy. Just like the ones I've seen."
"You've seen fairies?" America asked. When England nodded, America laughed. "Engwand, it's all just a play. We're not real fairies."
"You're small enough to be one." England stood, holding America to his chest. "How long have you been planning this?"
"Since you left. I wanted to surprise you."
A long, tender smile spread across England's face. He nuzzled his nose into America's, giving him a short kiss on the cheek. "Well I am pleasantly surprised."
Hoshiko2's cents: First, I am truly sorry that I dropped off the face of the Earth with my daily updates. I had to go to the hospital because of a heart condition I have and it drained a lot out of me. I had a few stories in mind that I had wanted to share with everyone, but I just couldn't physically do it.
I will be resuming my updates now. Also, I realized as I finished this that day 14 was yesterday. So this doesn't count for anything. Oh well. I wanted to do it. You'll be getting a double dose of me. Expect today's update sometime later today. TWO UPDATES IN ONE DAY? BLASPHEMY!
Rated: G
Genre: Fluff
Words: 1,021
Summary: America invites England to watch him put on a play
Written for Day 14 for the usxuk Summer Camp event. July 14th: Theater. Whether musicals or plays, Shakespeare or Sondheim, this theme is all about the theater. It could be performing a musical, seeing a Broadway/West End production, reading a play, cast in a crossover as characters from a musical/play, paralleling something to theater, etc.
England had received many letters from America while they were apart, but this had to be the most intriguing one. The young colony was always so overzealous in writing since he learned to write recently that England found himself overwhelmed by the sheer amount of letters. This time it was short and to the point. In America's scrawl that England guessed was his best handwriting, America had simply said, "Come back."
At first England thought it quite cute. It almost looked as if America had been too excited to say anything more. But upon thinking about it longer he began to worry. What if there was something wrong. What if America wrote that while in a hurry, and that was all he could get out before being captured. Or worse, hurt.
England assembled his crew, setting out first thing the next morning. Upon landing at the New World he rushed to America's house. It was still sitting there, but there had been no citizens in the little town. He worried there had been an attack. However, it was strange to see that not one building was untouched.
Halfway through the town England heard his name called. It was by a tiny voice that popped out from the bushes. England stopped upon seeing America emerge unharmed. He scooped the child up in his arms with a loud sigh of relief.
"You're all right!"
America giggled. "Of course I'm all right. Why wouldn't I be?"
England looked around, expecting the humans to appear at any given moment. "Where are the people?"
America squirmed out of England's hold, landing on the ground with an "oof!" He turned and grabbed England's hand. "This way! Come on, Engwand! I have a surprise for you!"
The two walked only a short distance before coming upon a stage. It was rather shoddy with a curtain hanging limply in front of what England supposed was the stage. The stage itself was just a plank of wood on the forest ground. In front of it were wooden kitchen chairs. England's men were being shown to sit in the chairs. At the front was one chair that had a little piece of paper sitting on it.
"For Engwand."
A small smiley face was crudely drawn next to the words and what looked like a scribble of a rabbit. England took the paper, smiling slightly. He sat down. Out of habit he pat his leg, expecting America to climb up and sit on his lap. But America shook his head.
"Not today!" America chirped. He held a finger to his lips. "Shh! The show's about to start!"
America shuffled off with the rest of the people. England crossed his arms, smirking as he watched the performance begin.
It was an amusing retelling of A Midsummer Night's Dream, with certain parts taken out as America, who was perceived by the citizens as a child, and the other children were all a part of the play. Once the fairies were to appear, America and the other children shuffled out in homemade outfits. A giant sunflower-like flower cloth had been wrapped around America's head, but it was flopping over from the weight of the cloth. His little fairy wings were almost as big as he was, but they looked bent. America had probably stepped on them or dragged them around, rather than holding them in his arms.
England snorted. He put a hand over his mouth as he silently laughed to himself. The children began to sing, America slightly out of tune. It was obvious he was distracted. He kept glancing out to see if England was watching. Whenever he caught his eyes, America would look away with a furious blush, singing louder and with a wide smile.
Finally, America said his one line, "Hence, away! Now all is well: One aloof stand sentinel."
Then America and the children left. America was last to leave the stage. He kept looking back to look at England. Finally, he stopped, turned, and waved at England. The people in the crowd chuckled as England waved back. He was laughing harder now.
The play came to a close a short while later. England and his crew applauded the colonists as they came out and gave their short bow. America dipped so low that his hat fell off his heat. He scrambled to put it back on as the people laughed. The curtain fell on them once more. While America was away, England slipped the small piece of paper that had been his seat reservation into his inner pocket.
A moment later, America emerged from behind the curtain. He flung himself at England. England bent down to America's level, welcoming him into his arms. He continued to laugh at America's enthusiasm.
"How was it! Did you like it? DID YOU SEE ME!" America rambled.
England nodded. "I loved it. You were very good, and yes I saw you. You made an adorable fairy. Just like the ones I've seen."
"You've seen fairies?" America asked. When England nodded, America laughed. "Engwand, it's all just a play. We're not real fairies."
"You're small enough to be one." England stood, holding America to his chest. "How long have you been planning this?"
"Since you left. I wanted to surprise you."
A long, tender smile spread across England's face. He nuzzled his nose into America's, giving him a short kiss on the cheek. "Well I am pleasantly surprised."
Hoshiko2's cents: First, I am truly sorry that I dropped off the face of the Earth with my daily updates. I had to go to the hospital because of a heart condition I have and it drained a lot out of me. I had a few stories in mind that I had wanted to share with everyone, but I just couldn't physically do it.
I will be resuming my updates now. Also, I realized as I finished this that day 14 was yesterday. So this doesn't count for anything. Oh well. I wanted to do it. You'll be getting a double dose of me. Expect today's update sometime later today. TWO UPDATES IN ONE DAY? BLASPHEMY!